Goodbyes... How i hate them... (Alexandra's Memory Rub Thread)

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra's eyes opened as her cell did, standing there were a group of Jedi Sentinels. Two held her sabers, one held her robes, a third her staff and the others their own sabers, watching the woman that would be delivered to the room where her sentence... one she had designed, would take place.

Today her hair was pulled back, her eyes their bright silver color as they fell on the force cuffs around her hands. Beside her was the near white ashlan wolf, a embodiment of the fact that her aura was nearly pure lightside and her feet drew her up slowly as she looked at herself once last time. "Today they are gone..." She looked at Daeda. 'Keep safe the two memories i gave you.' She moved then to the door, her eyes saddened and body almost resisting the actions she had set in motion.

It was a long walk, Alexandra Cinthra... no Alexandra. She no longer would use the name of her old master, now would she use the name that she had taken as a member of the Sith. The past would soon be buried deep beyond any hints of a doubt. And the walk was painful, not because of the distance but every fiber of her wanted to turn back though the way was already sealed, it was this or prison... she wanted peace, not more death.

With that they moved into the room in which her fate held the end of her time as Alexandra Cinthra, and her last thought went to say a goodbye to those she would lose after today's events.

[member="Kiskla Grayson"] [member="Tricia"] @Any other Jedi Masters helping

(No lower ranks, and please those who are there to help with the memory rub, no one else. This is not public knowledge of her fate, as per her plans, so please no one mention what happens in this thread in IC to -ANYONE- Sorry [member="Darth Tsolan"], not gonna get her back that easily.)'

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vodd6C5ryUU

 

[Tricia Kalamack]

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

Tricia sat there more bored then anything she really didn't know this girl and the idea of being in a room with other jedi master had he just.... bored. She preferred ignoring the order as her duty, first and foremost her vows, her oaths were taken before there was a republic to protect when the jehi's ancient ancestors served to try and help. Slowly she just looked at the white haired woman and stood there in the glistaweb dress, her sabers on her belt and hair down to her ankles behind her pointed ears. Tri-colored eyes looking at Alexandra while she spoke more from the lack of interest on the subject. Giving someone w new life was easier. Just let her go and live on Iego for a few centuries it had worked wonders... "Are you certain you want to do this child."

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Tricia"]

She looked at the woman for a few seconds, studying her as she waited for the one jedi that would begin the process to speak to her. "Yes... The past... my past is filled with nothing but death, i want it gone and for me to have never known about the force." She would not forsake her gift though, that was one thing she would not let happen as she loved the force more than anything, to sever her from it would be a thing worse than death as though she might not remember it, it was still there and will be for her.

 

[Jorus Merrill]

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

"Hey there, Master Cinthra. Glad you're going through with this."

Jorus glanced around for [member="Kiskla Grayson"], [member="Phylis Alince"], [member="Michael Sardun"] and the rest. This procedure was completely out of his comfort zone; he was here as moral support for Cinthra, no more.

 

[Arage Bao]

Sardun blinked once as he had the distinct notion of suddenly being teleported into the room, right when he was in the middle of something. At least it wasn't in the middle of a bathroom break or anything as crude as that. Then suddenly a thought sprang up into his mind, something about a mindwipe, and with that the Master nodded towards Jorus to answer his look.

"Yes. Very prudent of you, Master Cinthra."

[member="Jorus Merrill"] [member="Kiskla Grayson"] @Tricia @Alexandra Cinthra

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Michael Sardun"] [member="Jorus Merrill"] [member="Tricia"] [member="Kiskla Grayson"]

She looked at Michael and then Jorus, and a hint of confusion was all too clear on her face as she found something almost amusing. "Thank you, and last i checked Jedi dont call those that are not their own people Masters, unless something changed last time i talked to a bunch of Jedi." Even though she was to lose her memories, she couldn't help but smile and joke about the current situation, if she didn't it would cause only sadness in doing as she did. "There is something though... i want the memories stored, there is a gem in my robes, hidden in the lining, i want the memories stored for if there ever comes a time when i need them and the Jedi will grant them to me." She looked at the Jedi Masters as she said this, unsure if they would actually grant the request.

 

[Jorus Merrill]

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

"We're getting real good at keeping things safe, Master Cinthra. That sounds fine to me; I'm pretty sure the others can take care of that, and then I'll make sure that crystal's as secure as anything in the 'verse. As for the Master bit..." He shrugged. "Jedi respect all life equally. A Master's a Master."

 

[Kiskla Grayson-Matteo]

By the magic of circumstance, Kiskla spoke up to Master Cinthra. This procedure, in complete honesty, made her rather uncomfortable. Before acquiescing to the request of the snow-haired woman, she'd investigated the previous times this operation had been executed. Still made her feel strange; but if Alexandra was insistent on its benefit, then so be it.

She inhaled briefly "I assume you've taken the precautions necessary and said what you wish to say to those who've influenced you thus far?" Goodbyes. It was just weird to suggest someone was saying goodbye.

"When you're ready, we can begin."

[member="Jorus Merrill"] | [member="Michael Sardun"] | [member="Tricia"] | [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Kiskla Grayson"]

"A goodbye entitles ill never see them again, no i did not need to say that master Jedi." She turned her head towards Kiskla, breathing in as she imparted the two memories she wanted saved to Daeda, with the thought for him to keep them safe while the rest of her memories would be given to the rainbow gem she had mentioned before, waiting for it to be taken from the robes being carried by one of the sentinels as she stood there. "I must say this though, thank you." She looked back at the Jedi master now and breathed in, fear, pain, death, everything she was going to get rid of began to manifest itself, telling her to stop but she did not want to stop this, she wanted those memories gone, all of them.

[member="Jorus Merrill"] [member="Michael Sardun"] [member="Tricia"]

 

[Kiskla Grayson-Matteo]

She could have gone into the intricacies of the not quite that applied to the situation, but the youth bit her tongue. There was much trepidation seeping from [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]'s very pores. The kiffar couldn't blame her, but she couldn't go unbothered by it either.

"Could you please hand me the gem? Having it ready as an immediate repository will ensure a safer transfer." A palm stretched outward to cradle the object once Alexandra produced it from her robes. As soon as that was deposited, she would signal to [member="Michael Sardun"], [member="Jorus Merrill"] and [member="Tricia"] that the process was to begin.

 

[Tricia Kalamack]

Tricia just stood there looking at the white haired woman as her eyes pin-wheeled and flared while she listened. It was not something she liked but looking the girl over she adjusted herself crossing her legs and sitting on telekinetic energy to keep herself up. "Your thanks is not needed we still have to focus on it. Don't want to get rid of your memories of using the refresher. Just hold very still." She shrugged to that and flicked eyes around less in need and more because she wanted to see who was going to push ahead o start playing in a young girls head.

 

[Jorus Merrill]

Jorus was the guard, the overseer; he had no ability to touch minds, let alone reshape them. He offered [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] what he hoped was a comforting smile; best he could do.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Jorus Merrill"] [member="Tricia"] [member="Kiskla Grayson"] [member="Michael Sardun"]

She nodded and handed over the Gem before closing her eyes and standing there silently, saying a last goodbye to Daeda and he assured her he kept the memories she requested stored with him. While he could keep the two she wanted kept so that they could be returned to her mind without blowing a secret that she didn't want the Jedi to come across if they got inquisitive, he couldn't keep them all. Thus the need for the Rainbow Gem that the Jedi would now use to deposit her memories as she opened her mind and left nothing to hide, not her name, not her pass, not the pain of the deaths she witnessed, her regret for not saving Boolon Murr, her hatred of Isolda and Meirin, her love of Vulpesen (His being Darth Tsolan kept by Daeda). Everything was let loose and free for those of the jedi to pull into the gem and leave her with a blank slate. Even her very name she gave up, Alexandra Lianne Feanor, daughter of Sannes Yuhadra the Echani Warrior and Eleanor Feanor the rogue Jedi knight.

 

[Kiskla Grayson-Matteo]

(I am so so sorry for the delay!)


Kiskla would offer no more opportunities for @Alexandra Cinthra to change her mind.

With a look toward [member="Michael Sardun"] and the Jedi she'd not formally met (@Tricia) she acknowledged that this was not a procedure to be executed singularity. They'd all have to pool their reserves.

"May the force be with you, Master Cinthra." Kiskla said, offering a small, friendly curl of her lips as she reached a delicate hand toward Alexandra's snow-white temples. The force swirled about the woman who was seeking retribution, vying for use. On a single interaction, Kiskla wove her persuasion toward Cinthra. With practiced ease, she penetrated beyond the curves of the woman's skull and into the darkness beneath. Through the Force's eye, the pink coils of Alexandra's mind exhibited themselves. This was not something Kiskla was well-practiced in. She was good at mental manipulation, and suggested that this would be of that nature. Persuading the memories to make their exodus into the gem she held in her palm.